| Children of the Heavenly Father
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| Safely in His bosom gather
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| Nestling bird nor star in heaven
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| Such a refuge e’er was given
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| God His own doth tend and nourish
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| In His holy courts they flourish
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| From all evil things He spares them
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| In His mighty arms He bears them
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| Neither life nor death shall ever
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| From the Lord His children sever
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| Unto them His grace He showeth
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| And their sorrows all He knoweth
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| Though He giveth or He taketh
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| God His children ne’er forsaketh
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| His the loving purpose solely
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| To preserve them pure and holy
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| Lo their very hairs He numbers
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| And no daily care encumbers
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| Them that share His ev’ry blessing
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| And His help in woes distressing
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| Praise the Lord in joyful numbers
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| Your Protector never slumbers
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| At the will of your Defender
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| Ev’ry foe man must surrender
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| Children of the Heavenly Father
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| Safely in His bosom gather
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| Nestling bird nor star in heaven
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| Such a refuge e’er was given |